Rachel sat in her bed, heartbroken. She was pregnant, and she lost the baby. She felt sick, she wanted to kill Finn, she had never felt so much hurt and anger in her life. She felt her world cave in.
"Miss.?" she asked "Can I ask...how far along was I?"
"You were 5 weeks," the nurse said. Rachel was shocked, she burst into tears, the nurse comforted. That would have been Sam's baby. Finn killed her and Sam's baby. Shock turned into anger, she screamed, and kicked around. The nurse calmed her down, but she couldn't.
After five minutes, Rachel calmed down, and there was only one person she wanted to see.
"Can I see my boyfriend please?"
"Of course, dear," the nurse dissapeared. And within 10 seconds, Sam appeared on the door. He ran over to her, and they kissed passionately.
"Oh god, Rachel,"
"Sam, I love you so much,"
"I love you too,"
"Our baby..." she cried. Sam cried too, he couldn't believe that he had lost a baby. They were only twenty, and they had lost a child. One they didn't even know existed.
"What happened to Finn?" Rachel asked, with a shake in her voice
"He's been arrested, we never have to see him again,"
"Good,"
"I want to kill him, Rachel. What he did to you, I fucking hate him!"
"Please, he isn't worth it,"
"I would happily go to jail for you Rachel, I would kill him,"
"And leave me again? You can never leave ever again!" Rachel sobbed. She placed her hand over Sam's face, and Sam cried. He laid with Rachel.
"Thank you for coming back to me," Rachel said
"Thank you for loving me back," he said.